After working my bunny bum off trying to get the Hygge CAL completed in time for the Farm Fair, I am hoping that things in my life are now back to normal. I know that the word “normal” is all relative and keeps changing, but can I have my life back now? That would be great. Thanks.
I completed the wrap on Saturday just after noon. The lining is done. So is the cross stitch, overlay crochet, and all the bobbles. This afternoon I hand it over to the judges and hope they appreciate all the blood (from pricking my finger with a needle), sweat (from the hotter than hell July), and tears (not really, but it was close at times) I put into this project.
To tell you the truth, I have less than an ounce of fiber on my bobbin. Because I have been working so hard on the Hygge CAL, I haven’t been spinning much these last few weeks. The temperatures are finally more in line with the calendar so looking like a molting bunny doesn’t appeal to me at the moment. Just now I went into the kitchen to get the fiber to photograph and ended up splashing some cool water on my face so handling the fiber would have ended in disaster.
It has been a long time coming, but I have finally finished the bright rainbow singles that have taken forever and day to spin. The bobbin is plump full of mixed wool of lovely colors that must now be put into a skein before giving them several rounds of fiber abuse so the final kinks can relax. After torturing the skein with alternating hot and cold water, I will take out my frustrations as I whack the skein on the deck railing.
This might sound excessively cruel, but it’s how the springy singles settle down. As long as I don’t agitate the yarn while it’s in the hot water it won’t become a felted disaster. This skein is mixed wool and not something more delicate such as merino.
Oh, the trials of spinning! It’s always in the back of my mind. However, things have been happening lately that have prevented me from spending an afternoon (or even five minutes) doing what I love. Loki, my spinning wheel, has been neglected of late. Some of this has been his own fault and some has been mine. Relationships are a two-way street, even with a spinning wheel.
Bunny Molt 3.5 has begun in earnest and I’m struggling to keep up with the flying fur. It rained yesterday and into last night so everything is pretty wet this morning. While this saves me from watering the plants in the yard, trying to keep the bunny fuzz under control is another matter. After brushing off the shelf the bun sisters like to sit on, the black cotton plant has white bits on it from somebunny’s cotton bottom.
I’m feeling an uncontrollable urge to pluck some bunnies. Yuki looks like she’s wearing a saddle with a clear line between old and new fur. “And your face! What happened to your face? It looks like your mask is coming off. ” I’m sure she’ll try to run off the moment I grab the bunny fur paper bag. (“Do I look like a chicken?”)
Natural dyeing was not something I thought I would have more than passing interest. However, I failed to realized that it taps strongly into my love of foraging. I love finding plants for the bun sisters to nibble on so they have a varied diet. But foraging to dye fiber or yarn? Ehh… Not so much.
Good grief! Are there enough F’s in that title for you? 🙂 It truly was a fun fiber-filled weekend. The anxiety I felt most of last week has subsided now that I am taking Monday to recover. The blog should be back to normal with daily posts during the week. I had to take a few days off for my own mental health.
The weather (I must be British) was doomy and gloomy, going from hot to cold with almost constant rain followed by humid days that made me melt like chocolate on the sidewalk. It was a bad week if you wanted to remain cheerful.
It is the Memorial Day weekend here in the United States, the day that we honor the brave men and women who gave their lives to keep us the land of the free. It is also the unofficial start of summer when people gather in groups to eat hamburgers, hot dogs, and various “salads” while drinking an assortment of beverages.
What am I planning on doing today? Well, I do things a bit differently. Mom and I are planning a trip to Aldi after we grab lunch at our favorite sit-down Chinese restaurant. Yeah, we’re weird, but it suits us. Dad will probably do what he does best: work around the house and yard, take a nap, and be grumpy.
Just after we discussed spinning wheel maintenance this past weekend, my opinionated wheel decided he has a few hundred things to say. A squeaky spinning wheel is not the most pleasant sound in the world. It ranks up there with nails on a chalkboard.
What a crazy weather weekend we had! Saturday was rainy and cold then Sunday was hot and muggy. I was so grateful that my crochet student gave me a cup of coffee when I came in for our lesson Saturday. She even turned on the heater since we were both chilled to the bone with the dampness.
Sunday’s fiber swap was a bit nicer when the sun came out for a little bit. It was so muggy though and the rain was not ready to give up as two showers passed as we spun.
Today’s weather is just about perfect with a few fluffy clouds and a nice breeze that is airing out the damp. Hopefully, we have a few more days like today before summer hits with a bucket of humidity.